Autumn days when the grass is jewelled...

I can smell it. I can feel it. It's on the way. It's almost here....AUTUMN! It's the slight chill in the air, the way the light looks at 3pm, the way I caved not half an hour ago and stuck the heating on. It's being excited about the leather gloves with a button at the wrist in a lovely, steely grey - much like the Tin Man's hands - and winter coats and hats. It's seeing brilliant sunshine and yet still having a red nose. It's being in House of Fraser and standing 'in Christmas' - the section full of cards and candy and baubles and reds, holly greens, silver, gold. It's buying the early season tangerines in Asda, green on the outside but oh-so Christmassy in the middle. It's socks in bed, leaves on the turn, red starbucks cups, talk of Christmas 'do's'. It's how if I don't dry my hair properly in the morning, by the time I get to work it's frozen at the ends. It's the crisp, cold, snappy, dry, tingly, thrilling, new, red, gold, crunchy, conkery,woolly tights, winter boot vibe of the autumnal season as it draws on apace.

My most favourite time of year.

I can't wait.